In their dreams they sleep with the moon.–From Mary Oliver, “Death at Wind River” Once pampered, now refugees, at dawn they slink in grimy, forgotten shadows of Oldtown to their den until dusk falls. Their fortress is woven with plastic, glass, and metal discarded by the giver-of-treats who will never again pet their once-luxurious fur….
Category: fauna
Haikai Challenge #152: katydid (kirigirisu) — Katydid serenade
Grass-coated crickets serenade late August’s moon – silver ears listen. image link here Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says: This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to the katydid (kirigirisu).
Doodads — road trip — Felt Mansion
Yesterday I took a road trip to The Felt Mansion. Although I had JUST put new batteries in the camera, AND the camera was a trooper until the end of my walk around the property, when I looked at the pictures, only 25% or so showed up. This is a major disappointment because most of…
What do you see # 41 — Orphan’s lament
Mama and I one sunny afternoon were climbing in the branches of the pomegranate tree and savoring the sweet juicy fruit when we heard a rustling in the bushes below. Mama carried me on her back to a higher limb and put me on a thick part where I could cling and gave me…
Doodads 080320 — Yard
Pics from my walk around the yard yesterday. If you click on the captions they should open the pictures in a new window (thanks, Ken!)
dVerse — meet the bar — Late Summer in West Michigan
kingfishers eat well as ponds shrink and minnows swarm — cicada’s sing duckweed and lotus leaf blankets bob in the wind — turtles sun on logs wrens eat water oats growing amongst late lilies – ants climb sturdy stalks sunset colors leave moonrise against silhouettes – river frog kerplops morning…
dVerse — poetics — Dragonfly Army
Chaotic squadrons of primary-colored, glass-wings reconnaissance before the mower. Flairful acrobatic killer drones with bulb-eyed precision nab mid-flight mosquitoes. On leave, they dust daisies and drink honeydew from ant farms on hollyhock stalks. They bivouac on cattails under luna’s night watchful eyes. Laura Bloomsbury is today’s host at dVerse. Laura says:…
Tao Talk 